Wednesday, March 12, 2008

sigh...He's Gone Again

Tonight I'll be back to The Usual Suspects, meaning those lovely Swamp Trip pix will show up here to smile at y'all. But for today? He's gone again. Our lovely neighbor drove Walter to his truck this morning. He's already picked up a load in Miami to take to Atlanta. Gone again.

So I'll indulge in my *Leaving Day* tradition of moping about a bit, and finding some activity to take my mind off missing my Walter.

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Grand total including shipping was $219.99. It arrived two days after I ordered it.

This was one of the best $220 I ever spent in my entire life. It's a McCulloch 14-AMP Chipper/Shredder #MCS2001. It's electric (a deal-breaker for me - I can't use gas power tools). It shreds leaves, grass, twigs, branches, what have you. If your chippings aren't small enough for you? Why, just run them through it again. (Apparently lots of chippers can't handle that.)

I surfed the web no end before buying it. Just now is not really a good time for me to make a purchase of that size, not least because I owe my parents serious bucks.

However: In my quest to retrieve those funds and pay them back, I need to do certain things around the house. (Details after I can call it a success, okay? ;-) !!!)

I've used the chipper for two days now, and I'm extremely happy with it. The one and only drawback is, if you use it for huge piles of stuff, like I am, you have to clear it of chips from time to time.

Hmmm. I'll take some pix and show you.

Anyway - My only regret is not doing this long ago. I bet I would have saved my lungs some damage if I had.

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I'm a nice quiet middle-aged former bankbuster, disabled since age 32 with a myriad of weird health issues. I love heat and humidity and odd hobbies like fossil hunting, tromping around in the Everglades, backyard bricklaying, and rescuing plants damaged by our spate of hurricanes. Oh - I like to live-blog hurricanes, too.*****
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